"That's too vulnerable!" someone exclaimed.

Before the words fell, only a boom was heard, and the black sword hanging in mid-air pressed down on Zhao Wouji with the power of ten thousand jun, Zhao Wouji had not yet been overwhelmed, and the surrounding trees had been bent over by the momentum released by the black qi sword, and all the monks in the valley also felt that the air around them was compressed, and a sense of suffocation came.

Zao Wou-Ki's gaze froze, his feet slammed into the air, his arms stretched, and he slashed forward, and a powerful thrust came from the opposite side, pushing him in the opposite direction.

A sword slashed, although Zhao Wuji narrowly avoided it, but was still injured by the sword qi, his hair was scattered, there were several scars of different shades on his face, his clothes were also cut through dozens of cuts, and some even cut his flesh, like a beggar who had been beaten, embarrassed.

Han Xiao looked at the embarrassed Zao Wou-Ki and said coldly: "Zao Wou-ki, if you only have this ability, then you should die!"

After saying that, his hands pressed down violently again.

The black greatsword let out a roaring sound and slashed at Zao Wou-Ki once more.

Hearing Han Xiao's words, Zao Wouji's miserable white face turned red, he was born in Donglu Shenzhou, and since he was born, he has been a figure like Tianjiao. Moreover, he worked a thousand times harder than those ordinary monks, and even those who claimed to be Tianjiao in the Eastern Continent Divine Prefecture were three points shorter in front of him.

He cultivated the Qi Condensation Realm to such a realm, there was no one to beat in the Eastern Continent Divine Prefecture, he came to the Beishan First Vein to find an opportunity to break through the Qi Condensation Realm and build a supreme Dao foundation, in his eyes, this group of new disciples of the Danding Dharma Sect was like ants, he had never seen it with his eyes.

However, it was the first time that he was beaten so badly among this group of natives of the northern mountains, and it was the first time that someone dared to laugh at him, and he was also a person he looked down on at all.

"Ahh

Zhao Wuji shouted, the cyan long sword in his hand came out of his hand, hanging above his head, he pinched out one seal after another in front of his chest with both hands, and the green wood qi within a radius of ten miles of the valley seemed to feel the call, and they all came towards Zhao Wouji and poured into the cyan long sword.

The green qi that poured into the cyan long sword was spit out by the cyan long sword like a spider spinning silk, forming a large web as thick as an adult's finger.

This net was nearly ten times thicker than the net formed by the previous spar, and the aura of that cold and the dark momentum of Han Xiao's black sword were not weak at all.

"Han Xiao, you are the first person to force me to use the killer weapon 'Sword Luo Wanxiang', you deserve to die without regrets!"

As he spoke, his hands were stamped towards the black sword, and his finger was like a general who gave orders, and the cyan long sword carried a huge net, pounced on the flying black sword, covering the black sword in the net, and then contracted sharply.

Han Xiao pressed down with both hands again, and the black big sword slashed down at the giant net.

The cyan net, under the slash of the black sword, did not break, but became thicker and stronger, with unstoppable force, shrinking and shrinking more and more, and the black sword was like a net rope cut on tofu under the contraction of the big net, and the two black swords were divided into countless pieces.

In the sky, it was snowing black, and there was a faint cry in the snowflakes, and the cry was like countless wronged prisoners, which was extremely miserable, and the monks in the valley who were not strong enough also cried loudly.

The cyan long sword crushed the black greatsword with a huge net, and suddenly opened again, enveloping Han Xiao in it, and began to shrink rapidly.

The sword is like a net, cutting all things.

This is the last hole card of Zao Wou-Ki who has been cultivating in the Condensation Realm for more than ten years, not to mention Han Xiao, a monk in the Condensation Realm, who can't stop it, even a monk in the Foundation Building Realm, can't stop it.

Facing the gradually compressed net, Han Xiao's gaze sank, and the fracture of those thin black lines connecting the black long sword made his body suffer backlash, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but he was not half panicked, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of joy.

He looked up at the sky, and it was already dark.

"It's getting dark, it's time to close your eyes. ”

Han Xiao raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he had given up resistance.

"It's a pity, Han Xiao is such a peerless Tianjiao, and he is about to die here, it's really a big loss for my Danding Dharma Sect!" Qian Bin sighed as he spoke, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Seeing Han Xiao close his eyes, everyone thought that Han Xiao had exhausted his means and was powerless to return to the sky. Many people feel sorry for Han Xiao, Han Xiao's strength today can be said to be proud of his peers, but in the end it will end in a tragic situation of broken corpses.

"The cultivation realm will not fall dozens or hundreds of Tianjiao one day, only the Tianjiao who will not die in a hundred battles is the real Tianjiao. Let's go, the play is over, this place is not a place to leave for a long time. Zhou Tongwang patted Xu Hai on the shoulder, no matter who won or lost between Han Xiao and Zao Wouji, that colorful lotus flower was no longer something they could covet.

As he spoke, he was about to step away.

At this moment, Han Xiao suddenly opened his eyes again, rose from the ground, and rushed towards the huge net compressed towards him.

Crazy——!

There is only one thought in everyone's minds, Han Xiao is crazy, the power of the huge net, they all feel it from a hundred feet away, as long as they are touched by the huge net, don't say that it is flesh and blood, even if it is a steel body, it will be cut to pieces.

"Look for death!"

Zhao Wuji sneered, and his hands were linked to make a few more seals, and the big net emitted an even more dazzling cyan light, and its power suddenly doubled, like countless mountains pressing towards Han Xiao at the same time.

Looking at the amazing power of the sword, everyone couldn't help but sigh sincerely, if Han Xiao was replaced by these monks of the Qi Condensation Realm, under this kind of coercion and momentum, let alone resist, I am afraid that they will not be able to support even three breaths, and they will explode and die.

However, when Han Xiao faced this ten thousand powers, not only did he not have a trace of fear, but he went head-on, how much determination and perseverance did this take, or was the other party a madman?

Hiss-bang......

The sound of dense flesh and bone chopping came from mid-air, and everyone's hearts were numb when they heard it. Seeing Han Xiao's body being cut into countless pieces, although everyone was mentally prepared, they still couldn't help but gasp.

It's over?

There is such a question in everyone's mind.

One breath!

Two breaths

Three breaths......

When everyone thought that Han Xiao's body and soul were cut off and disappeared from this world from now on.

Suddenly, the flesh and blood that had been split into countless pieces of the same shape were glued together and formed a human form again, a person who was exactly the same as Han Xiao.

"It's dark, I'm king!"

Han Xiao stood in the void, with his hands behind his back, dressed in black clothes and black robes, and a pair of dark eyes, which merged with the night.

It can't be——!

All the people let out an exclamation in unison, and their hearts were terrified to the extreme, to say, starting the battle between Han Xiao and Zhao Fuji, they could barely pull the two of them to the same level as the Jindan powerhouse.

And, Han Xiao came back from the dead, how to explain this, this is beyond their cognition.

If you want to say who is the most shocked among all the people present, it is Zao Wou-ki.

Sword Luo Wanxiang is his family's top exercise, he has been practicing this practice since he was three years old, and he is conceited that even the monks in the early stage of Jindan have the strength to fight. The sword has always been a killer weapon for him to deal with monks who are one or two above him. At this time, it was used to deal with a monk of the same realm like Han Xiao, and he already felt that it was useless, but he never expected that the other party would use the strange method of self-destructing his body to escape from the net, and then reorganize his body, breaking through his sword.

Is this a person or not, after the destruction of a person's physical body, how can it be re-condensed, if there is really this kind of magical power, how strong is the strength of Han Xiao?

Walk!

When human beings are faced with unknown dangers, they will subconsciously produce fear in their minds, and they will want to leave, and Zao Wou-Ki is no exception.

Zhao Wou-Ki is worthy of being a peerless celestial figure, the momentary fear quickly recovered, his most powerful killing moves were used, and the other party had any killer features, he didn't know, and what was even more terrifying was that the other party's supernatural powers were beyond the scope of his cognition, in this case, he was already timid, he had to leave immediately, how far to escape.

After a few breaths, Zao Wou-Ki made up his mind, only to see his arms outstretched, and a cyan mist attached to his arms, forming the shape of two wings.

With his feet in the air a little, his arms slashed hard, and a huge momentum bounced him from the soles of his feet, like a violent wind, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed dozens of feet away.

The corners of Han Xiao's mouth were slightly hooked, if it was during the day, with Zao Wouji's current speed, Han Xiao might not be able to catch up, but in this dark night, in this unemployed forest full of resentment, even if the other party's speed is twice as fast, Han Xiao is confident that he can catch up in a few breaths.

"Since you didn't use the escape charm to escape, but wanted to escape purely with the power of the flesh and spells, it means that you are still too true. ”

Han Xiao made a fist with one hand and stomped his foot violently.

Bang——!

The force of his kick was like the heavens and the earth were cracking, and he actually stomped out a circular explosion wave in the void.

Rumble——!

There was a sudden thunderous sound in the air, and a long black wave of air was pulled out from the vast sky, with a terrible roar between the air waves, and Han Xiao's entire body was like a black lightning, breaking through the void.

What speed is this.

The numb people who had already been shocked were once again dumbfounded, this kind of speed is probably only possible by the power of a strong person above the Jindan, because this kind of speed is not to mention that the body of a monk in the Qi Condensation Realm cannot bear it, and even the monk of the Foundation Building Realm may not be able to bear it.

At a distance of hundreds of zhang, at a speed of three points faster than lightning, Han Xiao was surpassed in one or two breaths, and before Zao Wou-Ki could react, Han Xiao's punch hit Zao Wou-Ki's chest.

Han Xiao reunited his flesh again, and he found that his body was even more solid and solid, and she was sure that even if there was a thousand-pound iron mountain, he would be able to crack it alive, not to mention the flesh and blood.

After all, Zhao Wuji is a peerless Tianjiao, crossing above Tianjiao, at this critical juncture, he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood to sacrifice the cyan long sword, but it was too late to urge the cyan long sword, so he could only block it in his chest.

Han Xiao's speed and body are like a solid stone smashed down from a height of thousands of zhang, not to mention a person, it is a village, under this speed and hardness, it will be reduced to ruins.

Bang!

Han Xiao's punch hit the cyan long sword, shaking Zhao Wuji hundreds of feet away, his body was like ice in mid-air, quickly melting and decomposing from the inside out, and finally disappeared into this world, leaving only the cyan long sword and a token suspended in mid-air, confirming that he was once proud.